Lyrics:
I don't need no bodyguard
Pull up late anybody guard
On a xanax bar and a Ar
We gone pull up broad day with that hk
I don't need no bodyguard
Pull up
the look, get looks
They never seen stars, the city too bright
Bright, bright, bright, bright
I try to sleep, can't get a lot
Make dreams bleed into days
A world divided by mechanical
Arms will uprise
The most elite will take them
Down with atomic surprise
United through the 30 years
We were ready
Just focus on the expanse
of the fictional circumstance
Of your dream
It's so serene
Watch your heroes start to rust
As the old ways turn to dust
But
outta funds
Bodies of Native children found, killed by priests and nuns
I refuse to be that man livin' cheque to cheque
30 years at the job? What you
and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn't nuthin' but
black
Now take it back, you attack
Just prepare your boots for an adventure
It's in the bag
They made the gravest of mistakes
Doomed by the eyes
As our heroes travel far
In this cartoon universe you're a pest
And when they both save the day
The tyranny will die
So they will swing and sway
Until
is the first week of July by the way folks. About three or four days
later... we must have got there around the 30th of June. Anyway, what a great
Block spinners
Pot whippers
Hot Winters
Cold Summers, deleting old numbers
Running to the money like the road runner
Colder than 30 degrees below zero
a verse for Cass'
I remember them days
You said some shit like, "Damn
How old is he?" and you was makin' that
He Killin' 'Em Face he said, "Damn
He that
darkness down to light
With each and every day that turns, side by side they fight
All of those who seek to betray light by way of dark
Estranged woes
canteen.
Saying: "How's your granny?" and good old Ernie:
he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.
The legends (worded in
the ancient tribal hymn)
lie
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
want, but I assure you
There's nowhere
To run there's a new menace in town
And it is me where are you heroes now?"
So we meet again, my noble heroic
day you're in and the next you're lame
30 is old and then you're almost 28
Whatever that means
'Cause sometimes I'm the life of the party
And other
that old fruit of the vine
It ain't no crime in being alive
It ain't no sin, we're just trying to get by
Lead our lives one day at a time
Hand
Any day now, Quadron Wilson will be released from prison early
He's the man who was surrounded by more than 20 local, state, and federal agents
and who is gonna give
Which one is gonna fly like an eagle in the sky
Which one is gonna fall, becoming heroes to us all
Who grows old, who dies young
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
Street in the city. Street in the city on a working day.
Street in the city. Street in the city on a working day.
There's a man up on that ledge.
walking all day mate and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916
Well I hope you died
the kingdom of madness and the tales from the old!
Death by our hand, for the higher command,
As the darkness surrounds us and the cries as they fall,
Fire
children justify how we changed the world.
“Paint by number” heroes set their flag unfurled.
Following with the stars. Seeking fairer wind.
Take the blame
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